Being Human

This post hasn't got a thing to do with any television show.

I am having a life-changing week. No shit, I couldn't've dreamed this up.

I met someone a few weeks ago who stuck out in a darkened room like a lighthouse on a stormy sea. It took a week or more for me to realize that the effect would've been the same in a room packed full of lighthouses.

Conversations followed, and puzzling familiarity emerged. Parts of me I didn't realize had been buried alive were gasping for air, exhumed by her unseen force.

I remember this from so long ago: Being alive is exciting! This world is tremendous, both in its bigness and its smallness. The adventures presented to everyone every day should not be taken for granted.

Logic has been my ruling party for years now, and suddenly Feeling has been culled back to life. I feel so much closer to whole than the sum of my past.